8th Grade

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                                                                     I miss you

Such a short call.

Why does it have to end with goodbye?

It's going to make me cry,

I swear that goodbye is gonna make me cry.

And I can't help but notice that I'm bleeding for you.

And I can't help but see that my heart is waiting for yours.

And when you look at me with those eyes,

Oh it does make me want to die.

Maybe it's me.

No.

Maybe it's not to be?

But I want you so bad.

It hurts my little head.

These thought that form are representing I'm torn.

Tear me apart.

Burn me to pieces.

I don't know why, but I can't believe this.

I might not be in your heart anymore,

but I want you to know that you are there.

You tore me here.

I cry to be heard,

and I die to be found.

                                                                     I don't know...

I don't know what to feel when I look at you.

Oh, how are you so real?

And I don't know what to say.

How can my heart be feeling this way?

And do I know what to do?

No, my heart belongs to you.

I am mearly just your slave.

I'm sorry that I don't behave.

You can't have me anymore.

You're missing out.

You had a chance.

Now it's gone.

Now I can live.

                                                                     So Dark

In the darkness beholding me,

I cry.

In the darkness trapping me,

I bleed.

Somehow, one day,

In this darkness,

I found light.

I wondered to myself,

"How can there be such a beautiful thing?"

It was you,

You found a way and it made me happy..

Until one day,

When you couldn't take it,

You left.

With no warning or goodbye..

Just.. left..

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